“Oh, God. Right there, right there. Please…” Dallas panted. The need in that husky voice would haunt Greer’s wet dreams for the rest of eternity. “I’m ready for more. I need more...”
How could just the sound of the trainer’s voice drive him to desperately want things he’d never wanted before? Greer bucked his hips, pistoning in and out of Dallas’s delicious body.
“Me too,” Greer managed between a clenched jaw.
With little control, Dallas pulled Greer down against his heated chest. Those strong arms wound around him, pulling him closer. Greer slid his hands under Dallas’s back and locked his arms around Dallas’s shoulders, holding them together as he plundered Dallas’s tight ass. This moment with this man was the best moment of his life.
“Kiss me,” Greer begged as he tilted his head and closed his eyes, losing himself in every twitch and shiver of his lover’s body, never wanting this to end. Dallas brought their lips together and thrust his tongue forward, wild and owning, demanding entrance. He opened his mouth to suck on that glorious tongue as he rode his ass. That kiss vanquished all his resolve. Greer somehow increased his pace by finding the perfect rhythm. He pushed in, over and over. The seductive cant of his hips allowed Greer to go deep with every thrust. Fuck, Dallas’s hot channel threatened to milk his release from his body if he didn’t slow them down.
“So good!” Greer pulled from the kiss with a gasp. Fighting for a semblance of control, he grasped at Dallas’s hard muscles to keep himself grounded. They moved together in perfect rhythm, their bodies moving as one. The erotic bliss never stopped, and the pleasure built into a heated frenzy.
Greer reared back, breaking their embrace. The way Dallas clung to him seemed as if he never wanted to let go. The knowledge had him pushing a hand between their sweat-slicked bodies. Greer wrapped his fingers around Dallas’s pulsing cock and stroked him with a vengeance, determined to make his trainer come so hard he’d never forget the moment.
“Come for me, baby.” Greer gritted through his teeth, thrusting deeply and deliberately into Dallas’s body. It took all his willpower to control his hips as the wonder of Dallas swirled over his body, through his head, and emphasized the claim he held for this man deep inside his heart.
Dallas threw his head backward against the pillow, his back bowing off the mattress. His ass clamped down on Greer as he came with a silent roar. His muscles quivered with each thrust, and Greer was helpless in his pursuit, maddeningly driving himself harder into Dallas as he chased his own release.
His balls churned. His vision blurred as his heart thundered inside his rib cage. Dallas was everything right in this world. He’d waited so long for the validation. The spiraling heat rushing through him caused his hips to falter, and he eagerly tumbled over the edge.
Greer’s eyes slammed shut as his orgasm exploded from him with a force that held him hostage with a desperate need to mark his territory. So right. Too right. He’d been given a gift and the bliss overwhelmed him.
Greer fell. Dallas’s body easily softening the blow. Those strong, protecting arms circled Greer, keeping him as safe as he wanted to keep Dallas. His prince had arrived, and as wild as it seemed, Greer had fallen completely head over heels in love.
Lifting his hand, Greer reached to turn the bathroom lights off, stopping mid motion, enraptured by the sight of Dallas lying in his bed. The moment marked a first for Greer. The scene was surreal as he etched the sight of Dallas wrapped in his duvet into the furthest reaches of his mind. He never wanted to forget the image of Dallas sharing space inside his personal domain.
The chill in the air sent a biting shiver prickling over his skin, making him move his feet a little faster. As he went for the bed, he caught a glimpse of the curtains billowing under the breeze. The retractable walls were wide open at his trainer’s request. Much like Dallas sleeping in his bed, having the doors open while he slept was another first for Greer.
The best idea of his life.
Three o’clock in the morning.
What a life changing night they’d shared.
Greer lifted the edge of the duvet and scooted underneath. Dallas woke instantly. His shy, tentative, straight guy had lost his inhibitions. Dallas leaned to his side, lifting enough to invite Greer underneath his warm body. Without any hesitation, Greer slid into the warm place while Dallas grabbed the duvet, sending it flying. Dallas plastered himself over Greer’s body, encasing him as the billow of the cover settled on top of them. They shared a pillow, and Dallas’s fingers tangled in Greer’s hair. Greer adjusted himself until he was comfortable, not wanting one single inch of his trainer’s hard body to move off him. Apparently, he was a cuddler. Who knew?